I Saw The Sign......

Signs seen recently:

The Silk Road is apparantly in Mexico:

File Under "Thank You Captain Obvious":

I totally did a double take when I saw this one:

What the...?

I Saw The Sign

A restaurant in Santa Monica:

"...their god is their belly..."

Philippians 3:19

The place seemed hoppin'. Although, as a semi-health conscious person, I would find it difficult to eat at a place named after an object that is clearly obese.

I think if I were a Buddhist that I'd be offended. But, I guess Gluttony isn't a mortal sin unless you are a Christian.

Reformation Day

Because of political blogging, I never got around to telling about what we do for Halloween Reformation Day. We don't observe Halloween for a number of reasons. I can't say it better than Mama Says or And By The Way, so I'll let their posts speak for me.


What do we do? We do remember the Reformation. On October 31, 1517 Martin Luther nailed his 95 Theses to the door of the Church. So on October 31 we read a little about his life, sing "A Mighty Fortress Is Our God" and do some fall crafts. It's important because what he sweated and labored to come to grips with (salvation by grace, through faith alone) we receive in an instant. We are still benefiting from his sacrifice.

This year the kids made books.

Who's this kid's teacher?

Someone needs to tell her that's not how to use quotation marks.

After lunch we all went to Olvera Street and China Town for some family time.

I had forgotten that they would be doing lots of preparation for

The Day of The Dead, Días De Los Muertos.

So we had to explain that to the children. Thankfully, they are not easily scared.

Having a Churro from a vendor in Olvera square.

Whether I agree with one or not, I enjoy people-watching.

Here's a little pre-election political action:

Bold Political Sign

From Praying For Grace blog.

Sign in Pasadena

Can't see it? It says, "A taxpayer voting for Obama is like a pig voting for Farmer John! Use Your Brain, VOTE McCAIN!"

I Saw The Sign

Seen at the LA County Fair:

"You can't fake quality any more

than you can fake a good meal."

(William S. Burroughs)

You say potato and I say potahto

You say tomato and I say tomahto

I say biggest bank failure in history, You say, "We Have Some Exciting News For Our Customers!"

(Below is the letter I was handed at the bank on Saturday.)

It didn't all scan well, but it was about JP Morgan buying a bankrupt WaMu. It starts with, "We have some exciting news for our customers! We are proud to announce that WaMu has become part of one of the nation's strongest banks..."

I guess that sounds better than, "Bad news folks. We misused your funds and are now bankrupt. So, we were bought out for pennies on the dollar by more clever bankers. It was nice knowing you."

I Saw The Sign

This is from a package of Kroger Boneless Skinless Chicken Thighs.

As opposed to using them for display?

Is this not like saying, "Great for eating!"?

HOW TO USE CHOPSTICKS...

...just in case you didn't know, the Chinese restaurant had instructions.

Signs, signs, everywhere a sign

We are back from Mongolia and China...land of never ending blog fodder. I couldn't help myself. I had to take pictures of English translations that made me laugh out loud.







Glad to be able to perfume my hair tape....

One little Chinese restaurant in Ulaanbaatar provided endless entertainment. What to order...what to order....

I love number 7. I'm not sure I want to eat something that's been tasted with tongue....

These next two leave a big decision to the one ordering.....

Shall I get the seagarbage or just the regular garbage? (By the way, the translation to the first one is seaweed soup and the second is cabbage.)

I think this next one is named after someone who is too big a coward to slander you to your face.

Been a while since I had a good fried paunch...

This next one is hilarious only in context. So let me set it up....

We had just had a very interesting encounter trying to clear security in Beijing. The airport guidelines say you can carry up to 100 ml. liquid. However, as we were just coming home we checked all toiletries in the baggage. After x-raying our carry-on bags they said, "You have liquids!" I said, "No, we don't." They rifled through my purse until they found a tiny little jar (you know those very little ones) of Burt's Bees lip balm. "You no take this!" I said, "It's not liquid." Then they rifled some more and found Gana's bottle (about a tablespoon's worth) of anointing oil from Israel. "You cannot take liquid!" they said. I figured it was futile to argue with the Chinese. I could see a woman that was trying to clear security ahead of me who was being yelled at for having mascara in her bag.

We were all (Gana and I, the woman in front of me and her friend) marched over to another security check point. The lady said in broken English, "They try take these!" *Slam it on the desk* The new security lady said, "You no take liquid!" I said, picking up the lip balm, "This is not liquid. It's solid." The other lady, showing the airport's own regulation paper: "See, these are ALLOWED--less than 100 ml." The security lady said, "No! No for this flight. No hair gel, no deodorant. No lipstick! NO!"

I took my lip balm, applied it generously and we just walked away without saying anything else. You cannot argue with the Chinese at the airport.

Then we went to the gate where they were closing the duty-free shops. They lowered the gate to the shop on a customer's head. When we got to the gate we realized that there were not more than maybe 25 chairs for the hundreds of people waiting for the flight. Looking for some place to sit we saw the following sign. The lady with the contraband mascara was walking near us. I asked, "Do you like irony?" and showed her the sign:

I Saw The Sign

I'm not sure if this place has resources for aging people or if it's a place dedicated to resources that are aging. You know--old books, maps that are falling apart, forests that are millions of years old, abandoned wells.....

I Saw The Sign

On a recent trip to Seattle I came across this sign that someone clearly on a mission posted downtown. Take careful notice of the friendly corrections someone made. Too funny not to share with you!